Page 64 of Sinners Keepers
Law shoved his hand between the couch cushions, glaring at me as he fished the remote from where I’d left it. He pressed the power button and the screen came to life.
He flicked through the options, but I couldn’t have cared any fucking less what he landed on.
I rested my cheek against the top of her head and closed my eyes, soaking in the feel of her.
Everything around us faded away and I thought to myself:
This is where I belong—with her—and I’m never fucking leaving again.
The sins we’d each committed stretched on endlessly.
The lies—both blatant and by omission. Our pride. Wrath.
Lust.
But it was all for her.
“We’re keeping you,” I whispered, placing a kiss against her forehead.
In the end, that was all that really mattered anyway.
* * *
CHRISTMAS MORNING
Hunt
“Santa came!” Alec’s loud ass voice pulled me from sleep. I pried my eyes open to find him standing in front of the Christmas tree wearing his green plaid pajama bottoms and a Santa hat.
I grinned up at him, shoving myself up into a seated position while scrubbing the sleep from my eyes. I climbed off of the couch and sauntered over to him, sliding my hand around his waist and pulling him flush against me. “How many times did Santa come?” I asked, flicking the ball end of his hat. It was a sad attempt at a silly joke, but his cock twitched against my stomach.
I rolled my eyes playfully and stood on my tippy toes to place a quick kiss on his cheek before going upstairs to dress and brush my teeth.
There was a clattering in the kitchen and the smell of bacon and something sweet drifting through the house that told me Law was already up for the day. I could hear footsteps upstairs, which meant Ijah was already up and about as well. I smiled to myself, excited to get the morning started.
I’d taken the first two steps up the stairs when a hand came around the front of my throat and eased me forward onto my hands and knees. I realized then that I was still wearing my necklace from the night prior, but I wouldn’t have been surprised at Alec’s actions even if I hadn’t been.
I was still naked, and when he parted me from behind with two of his thick fingers, I shivered under his touch.
“Hunny, I’ve been thinking about this pussy all morning waiting for you to wake up,” he said, slipping one finger inside me as he pushed my cheek into the cold hardwood of the step. I whimpered, pushing back onto his hand “So fucking wet and begging to come again already. Mmm. I love it.”
He pulled his hand away from me so quickly that I gasped, and tried to angle my head to get a better look at him, but his firm grip on my hair held me in place.
The tip of his cock breached my entrance, and he slowly slid the rest of the way inside me until his hips were flush with my ass. He was so fucking big, it always surprised me that I didn’t feel him all the way to the bottom of my throat when he fucked me.
“Too bad, isn’t it?” he teased, pounding into me. He was rough, relentless, the force of his thrusts driving me forward with each drive of his hips. He wasn’t planning on letting me come this time. I was fine with that. Letting them use me like this was more than enough for me, and I knew when the time came that I was allowed my own release, it would be well fucking worth the wait.
Plus, they never left me hanging for long, and itwasChristmas after all.
He drove into me one last time, stilling above me as his hips stuttered. He ran his hand over the length of my spine and banded his forearm around the front of my hips as he helped me stand.
My legs were wobbly and I could feel him dripping down my inner thighs. I rubbed them together, hoping for friction, but he just smacked my ass. Kissing me on the cheek from behind he said, “Go get cleaned up and dressed for breakfast.”
I turned, giving him my best set of puppy dog eyes, but he was wholly unaffected. He stood there with his arms crossed and his pants already back in place, sternly waiting for me to head to my room as he’d asked.
Fine.
I did need a quick shower, that was for sure.
